You’re doing this all wrong. It’s a phrase that goes through my mind more often than I’d like to admit. I wouldn’t describe myself as a perfectionist, but there are definitely plenty of moments when I’m filled with fear that I’m doing something wrong, or at least not doing it the right way. Yesterday I felt that feeling again, standing behind me and relentlessly tapping me on the shoulder. You’re doing it wrong. That feeling has enveloped me since the day I became a mom, so it didn’t necessarily come as a surprise. When Covid-19 first captured our attention, and then soon became the boss of all of us, it…